dancin' in this mother**** Yeah, we just come outta nowhere I feel like a Black Republican, money I got comin' in Can't turn my back on the hood, I got love
first place If all I saw was gangsters comin? up as a youngster Pussy and money the only language I clung ta Claim ta, I bought myself up to become one
ill, missin' the ceilin' What influenced my raps? Stick-ups and killings Kidnappings, project buildings, drug dealings Criticize that, why is that? 'Cuz Nas' rap is compared to legitimized crap 'Cuz we love
it, don?t let this singin fool ya, We gets dirty, dirty, dirty, never nervous, nah Aint no love dem, aint no love us, Watch ya mouth, or one day them
Verse one You can't even picture tho' Examples, and shit ya wrote I run up on ya faggot ass fast, and slit ya throat Carry my weight like luggage, my
war How we came a long way in solidarity Don?t let nothing try to spoil this day To Run, D and Jay is love and my thugs salute 'Cause real love is the
my life I'm crying Are we in space? Do we belong? Someplace where no one calls it wrong And like the stars we burn away The miles Ya zvezda, ty zvezda Nas
CDs with no regard for the stars Come to the grip with conflict diamonds and the arts Back in '94 they call me Chi-Town's Nas Now them niggas know I'm one
my heart, but I'll be there beside you, With lots of love to give you (love to give..you, you) love to give you love to give [Verse One] It was a
brave in the heart, playin' a part, amazingly smart Razor sharp, futuristic raps, state of the art Takin New York cats past the stars First it was Nasty Nas
playing poker with some chocha Heard an approacher, must be fam, but damn I had to smoke Pun (Get the motherfucking gun) Since [unverified] become the one
his mic and make a new record But now he's fucked the game up 'cuz one of the ways I came up Was through that publication the same one that made me famous
you bout to drop a real classic he said Cole, "a lil birdy told me on the low you got an Illmatic nobody touching Nas n-gga it's more like Villematic
time like we should go somewhere and chill baby you should get somewhere way the fuck away from here this is jet life this how you want to live got one
, somebody seen us? What if... (Chorus X2) (Verse 3 - Nas) I flow calm, but don't push What if Saddam hung Bush? What if One Mic was called One Hook
Yeah, what, you, uhu, c'mon Yeah, yeah, what? Nasty Nas, Virgo, Ludacris, Virgo Doug Fresh, as we go, somethin' like this, Nasir Baby girl, won't you
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[Intro: Fat Joe] Yeah! This is it y'all (Darkside), Darkside Volume One Hope you enjoyed We had to take you out classic status, you feel me? We had to